The Distant Threshold

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Can you hear the reeds cracking in the dry wind, or is it only the sound of your own blood turning against you? I am Désir Fontenot, and I am the archivist of the dead, a title that holds no weight in the Bureau of Records but carries the full crushing gravity of the institution’s silence. The year is the Iron Moon, and the sugar mill floor is cold enough to freeze the ink in the pen before it...

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